Tag: painting

I’m not generally that much into paintings. I admire them and I like them and I’m familiar enough with the ones that those silly Ten Million Paintings You Must Lick Before Next Wednesday books say I should be, but I’ve never found them to be particularly fascinating. More crucially, with the exception of Dalí, I’ve never had a painter who I personally liked more than others in the same way that I have certain musicians and authors whose works are a good rough approximation of my taste in those media. Ah, but in the space of two days that has … Continue reading An Artistic Epiphany: Watts and Hope